After teasing the object of revenge, the car overturned

At the end of the meal, Li Yechun took Zhao Qingqing and ran away. After today's lunch, Li Yechun began to suspect that Miao Geng said that he didn't like Zhao Tinghe. , I saw Miao Geng trying to tell Zhao Tinghe that he and Song Ke were not in love.

Whether he has any relationship with Song Ke is one thing, anyway, seeing Zhao Tinghe's indifferent attitude, Li Yechun was worried for Miao Geng.

After Li Yechun and Zhao Qingqing left, Miao Geng stood where he was. In front of Zhao Tinghe, he was quite timid. After looking at each other, he said, "What's the next arrangement?"

Zhao Tinghe thought that Miao Geng had already made preparations for inviting him, and he really just talked about his affection. "I can do both, but now I want to go home and rest and take a nap, what do you think?"

"I can do it, I will send you."

On the way to Zhao Tinghe's residence, the florist sent a message telling Miao Geng that the pink roses ordered by Miao Geng had arrived, and Miao Geng wanted to pick them up along the way. After arriving at the flower shop, the car was parked by the side of the road, and Zhao Tinghe was waiting in the car.

After picking up the flowers, Miao Geng ran to Zhao Tinghe. The wind blew his hair away from his forehead. He didn't wear a coat before getting out of the car. The white shirt and pink roses made Miao Geng look more youthful.

Zhao Tinghe looked at the smile on Miao Geng's face through the car window. The short distance of more than ten meters seemed like Miao Geng had walked for a long time. At this moment, Zhao Tinghe fell completely.

No one can refuse a person like him, running towards himself with a pink rose.

Miao Geng waved his hand to signal Zhao Tinghe to roll down the car window. He bent over, leaned against the window, handed the rose to Zhao Tinghe, and said with a smile, "Happy Valentine's Day."

Zhao Tinghe stared at Miao Geng for two seconds, coughed lightly, took the flower, and said softly, "Thank you, you seem to be very obsessed with pink roses."

Miao Geng smiled, walked around to the driver's seat, and then said mysteriously: "Pink roses as sweet as first love." After a few seconds, afraid that Zhao Tinghe didn't know, Miao Geng added: "Are you my first love."

"Really?" Zhao Tinghe didn't know how to respond. According to Miao Geng, the two are in a relationship now?

He doesn't quite understand, maybe in Miao Geng's eyes, accepting his flowers means agreeing to be with him, but Zhao Tinghe also thinks it doesn't matter, anyway, he just thinks that way, and he has no suitable reason to reject Miao Geng again .

"Of course, I'm not like you." Miao Geng whispered, he knew Zhao Tinghe's predecessor perfectly.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Tinghe chuckled, sure enough, Miao Geng could think of He Meixuan and Lu Ge anytime and anywhere.

Miao Geng didn't want to discuss it with Zhao Tinghe, and it was boring to find it boring. He smiled at Zhao Tinghe and said, "I'm not as popular as you. I haven't even dated anyone else."

"Oh, really? Then you can go back on your word while you still have the chance, did Song Ke call you back?" Zhao Tinghe said.

Miao Geng frowned, glanced at Zhao Tinghe, and then ignored him, which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, but when Miao Geng was picking up the flowers, he had already told Song Ke on WeChat that he had an appointment tonight.

Song Ke didn't say anything, she just thought that Miao Geng was alone today.

Seeing that Miao Geng was silent, Zhao Tinghe leaned over to put the flowers on the back seat, then turned sideways and looked out the window.

"She thought I was fine tonight, so she wanted to have dinner with me, and talk about yesterday's game by the way." Miao Geng explained, and he found that Zhao Tinghe was actually so old, and he was quite cautious.

Zhao Tinghe ignored it, and there is a way to learn silence from Miao Geng, which is quite easy to use.

"What are you thinking?" Miao Geng asked.

"I was thinking about what to eat tonight." Zhao Tinghe said softly.

How could Zhao Tinghe admit that he has a taste?

Piansheng Miao Geng took it seriously, and didn't talk about Song Ke later, but thought about what to eat for dinner. After arriving at the garage, Zhao Tinghe got off the car and walked in front without waiting for Miao Geng.

Miao Geng always felt something was wrong, Zhao Tinghe didn't take the flowers no matter what, he shouted: "Are you taking the flowers?"

Zhao Tinghe stopped, turned around, looked a little tired, and said in a low voice: "I forgot, you can hold it for me."

"You get it yourself." Miao Geng felt a little angry, he could forget the flowers he gave him, only unimportant things would be forgotten.

Zhao Tinghe paused for a few seconds before saying, "Then put it in the car."

If it wasn't for fear of disturbing the people, Miao Geng really wanted to throw the car keys in Zhao Tinghe's face and fight him.Look at Zhao Tinghe's attitude?For the flowers he sent, he let them stay in the car and didn't take them upstairs.

But Miao Geng held back, he held the back door with one hand, and showed his innocent appearance again, but his voice was cold, he said: "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, don't take it, I will help you Throw it in the trash."

Zhao Tinghe moved his lips, hesitated to speak, finally turned back, took the flower in his hand, and then took advantage of Miao Geng's closing the car door, quickly kissed him on the cheek, before Miao Geng could react, he said Saying I like it, Miao Geng just stood there in a daze.

Zhao Tinghe enjoys this kind of low-level bad taste very much, and he likes to see Miao Geng at a loss, it is very cute.